User blog comment:Biggren/The Northern March/@comment-3135907-20130319214357/@comment-3135907-20130322002327

"Heh, we jus' gets hired by this Aridu polecat, an' then stays out o' the big fightin', jus' deal with hare scouts, escapees, etcetera. Then, when Salimunwotsit is taken, we gets our pay- big money- I'm talkin' hunnerds and hunnerds o' pounds o' gold, silver and jewels. `Ow's that fer a plan, mate?" Slaye grabs a beaker of damson wine and drinks daintily from it.